Some sunsets set a scene

So, during the day we didn’t do much. Lay around the boat, I finished a few books, took a course on napkin folding- because why not- and at about five thirty we ventured off of the boat for another temple visit, this time up over 200 steps and so we could see the sunset- and by god was it gorgeous.

Pink flooding the sky, purple rays trying to burst out from behind white fluffy clouds, later with orange melting into the colour scheme and giving it a freshness which reflects inot the river running through the city below is, full of life and noise and a soul, running through the city like the series of connected streets, confusing to us all but so simple when your while life is down those cobblestones and the field on field on field of rice being grown on green and brown ground, put together like a geometric design of a coffee shop floor.

And standing up there, watching the sunset spiral and the clouds collide with a temple at my back and my mother at my side,

Well is there a word for a feeling deeper than peace? Deeper than contentment or freedom? More than spiritual or powerful or unforgettable? I think I know it-

love. I just felt love for this world we’re on and what I have, my friends and family and my life, while hardly perfect, I just felt so much love for it all.

This one’s short because I think I’ve said all there is to say. But todays homework is easy-

Message someone telling them you love them.

Love, Hea xx

The happy Buddha

So, I’m won’t writing this at about twelve because we’ve had a rather jam-packed morning and I don’t know how much detail I’ll remember this in after an equally busy afternoon.

After a (too) early start we made our way off of our boat to a smaller one, one allowed to dock on shore. And the lady taking us told us a kinda fascinating fact about Vietnamese and boats. At the front of the boat, there have to be eyes painted on because they believe that doing so makes your boat more like a fish, so better and swimming and if something were to happen to the boat, you’d be less likely to sink,

Isn’t superstition in culture amazing?

People united in one belief, one thought, one hope,

Although isn’t the whole world united in at least one hope?

Anyways, sidetrack.

We went on land in a town called Mý Tho and into a temple for Buddhism, with the happy Buddha. Do you know why the buddha always smiles and is always rather large round the stomach?

The most common guess is good food.

It’s because he eats all of our sadness, and smiles to give us his happiness.

Isn’t that beautiful? Taking our sadness for his own and smiling anyways

All for us.

After the temple we went to try some pure honey, some chocolate, I saw dogs so was thoroughly happy, we herd some singing, some music from their culture,

And then we rode in boats down the local canals,

And even I can’t find the words to describe it.

The sound of the water, the laughs of the people, the colours, bursting out of themselves into our eyes, the smell of moisture and food and water and heat thick in the air,

The gentle flow of the stream, the friendliness and kindness of the other boats,

There wasn’t a moment that went by without a smile on my face,

Love, Hea xx

We meet our boat

I realise I haven’t explained what and ma are actually doing on our trip. We’re spending five days on a boat trip down the Mekong, visiting temples and floating markets and sunsets and landmarks and ending in Phnom Penh seeing S-21 and the killing fields.

But today was about meeting our boat, the staff, and the eighteen fellow passengers on it.

And so far it’s all I had hoped.

Despite exhaustion from yesterday seeping through, despite social anxiety screaming at me to stop, despite mosquito bites and humidity and awkwardness and age difference,

I’ve had a nice day.

The boat seems full of lovely, educated, fascinating and diverse people, us being the only people from England, the rest from USA or Canada or Australia. All seemingly making an effort (apart from me, opting to sit on asseverate table and write this instead of engage in. My second conversation of the night about real estate and tax prices), all seeming worm(ish) and open(ing).

But for me what I love is the boat,

the look of the water parting as we pierce the sea,

The waves glistening and catching the sun, seeming to hold onto the light and turn it into crystal,

The sound of the boat’s side being lapped, in a constant, steady, reliable pattern of whoosh on whoosh,

The realisation how trivial the small issues really can be.

Because when the things that could upset a person for months passes in a second,

You realise just how much time we waste,

So don’t waste the time you have

Love, Hea xx

Vietnam- day one that actually counts as a day

So, me and ma are only in Ho Chi Minh city for today, only one day, and boy, did we make the most of it. 

Waking up early (well, not really early as such, but for a generic teen like myself- early) we began with a very quaint but European (ironically) style café and coffee. Deciding to be girls on tour, we begin to walk towards a famous market and were confronted with something I could only dream of. The most beautiful and eclectic and raw scents, the most smiley and friendly and 

Happy people. Happy being the optimum word. I think Vietnam is rated eighth in the happiest countries in the world, and being here I can see why. Kids playing Badminton and shapes by the sides of the road, giggling to each other, honestly, genuinely smiling, friends sitting around tables and chairs we would deem fit for four year olds, and laughing in a way that made me want to join, people that just smiled at you on the street-

You could feel the life of this place. The life and soul, the animation and the heart beating hard,

And it wasn’t just about the fact that a full meal can cost as little as five pounds, or that there wasn’t a second that passed without the blare of a horn,

It was the fact that there was so much less corruption of phones and money and facebook and instagram and twitter and snapchat and

Stop. They stopped. They mainly couldn’t afford iPhones or androids, just flip phones used for, you know, phoning people

And this isn’t even a rant about technology, so, anyways,

We went on to a ‘golden dragon water puppet show’ which was… an… experience? I’m fairly sure it was a cult but apparently there was a plot and it was extremely well done and, um, memorable, let’s go with memorable,

And we returned to a moped tour of the city.

And I can not imagine that being something I’ll ever forget. 

The feel of wind on my face, in my hair, while the group flew out beneath me like a carpet being pulled, the lights that flashed to the left and the right and the front and the back

And the fluidity of the movement of the traffic, the gentle hum of the street all around, the view of the city as it passed

It felt more like home than a vacation.

We tried local food, saw the view of the city from a skybar (photo attached) and we had a day that I think I’ll genuinely treasure for a long time,

So first actual experience of Asia? 

Breath taking

Love, Hea xxa

Vietnam- day one

So, we made it! After eighteen hours of travel, what felt like eighteen years of queuing and what feels like eighteen seconds of rest- me and ma made it!

Now, I’ve been to Asia before, apparently, but I was far to young to remember a second of what happened-

And just walking out of the airport made me realise

This was something new.

We walked out to a noise to fill a theatre, smells to fill a restaurant-

And people to star in kids’ shows, because of their smiles, their ear to ear grin, their seemingly genuine joy to have you with them, have you sharing and seeing a culture that they’re so immensely proud of.

This is short, I know it is, but I’ll write more about mopeds and LED lights tomorrow, but for now it’s time for a break,

So until tomorrow

Love, Hea xx

the beach memory i hope to have

I don’t know if i want kids. I’m very young and not many, if any, people know what they want at this age. But if i were to, i’d hope for a moment like this to write about. Their firsts when it feels like you have none of your own. I’m warning you all, i’m going to Vietnam and Cambodia so, firstly, I’m not sure if i’ll be able to post things, but if i can there will most likely be a post everyday, so look out for that. I hope you enjoy-

My favourite beach memory? Easy. Most people, it’s how they learned to swim, or the first time they saw the sun infuse diamonds into the water, the gorgeous crystal clear sapphire blue of the water. For me?

Among the emerald stage of the colour gradient stood a little girl, in the classic red and white spotted bikini with the ruffles around the waist, and she just giggled. Stumbled as kids do, while splashing the water above her head and the look of pure, untainted, unadulterated bliss warmed my heart,

Almost as much as the sand below my feet did as I called her towards me, arms out and her eyes fill with joy as she shouts,


Love, Hea xx

a quote

this is unquestionably the shortest one i’ve done and probably the shortest i will do- it’s just a quote. one to remember when you feel like you’re too single or you can’t find the right person or that all the people you have been with have treated you badly-

‘we accept the love we think we deserve’

-the perks of being a wallflower

that’s all you get.

just think about it

love, hea x